The visit with Tohru and Kyo had been fun. It was kind of annoying how Tohru was hogging Kisa, but Hiro decided to just put up with it. Momiji, Haru, Rin, Yuki, Shigure, Ritsu, Hatori, Ayame, Kagura, and all of their respective girlfriends or boyfriends had been there. It was like a mini house party.
"Good-bye!" Tohru said cheerily as Hiro and Kisa walked away.
"The visit was great. It was…well…I felt like I needed reassurance that Onee-chan would be okay." Kisa admitted.
"Yeah…"Hiro agreed, somewhat distant.
The silence filled the space between them as they walked home. Hiro grabbed Kisa's hand, as if it would make the awkwardness disappear, dissolve, explode, or do something that would make it go away.
Nothing happened.
They arrived at Kisa Sohma's house. It was a little large for a family of three, but no one really noticed. The warmth Kisa and her family spread seemed to fill all of the empty space.
There was a fire in the fireplace as Kisa and Hiro entered the room.
"Hello Hiro-chan! Your mother said that since it was late you could sleep over! She gave me your things!" Kisa's mom said.
"Oregato, Oba-san." Hiro said.
The next morning Hiro woke up with the feeling of Christmas Eve, though it was really the first week of November still. The feeling that something was going to happen, something big, but you just couldn't remember what it was. Or maybe it was a surprise.
Hiro opened the curtains to the guest room and saw…
Snow.
Blankets of snow. Snow so white and fluffy you just expected bunnies to start hopping out of it. Snow that was like Antarctica's. Thick, white, fluffy snow covering and surrounding every Sohma residence. Snow that was dying for a snow angel. Snow that…
"Ah!" Hiro screamed as something cold slid down his shirt. He turned around furious, but was soon calmed.
Kisa giggled.
"Got you!"
They ran outside into the snow, playing, dancing, and laughing until Kisa's mom called them inside.
"Breakfast!" She had screamed.
Kisa and Hiro dove inside for breakfast and sat in front of a roaring fire.
"How's seventh grade?" Kisa's mom asked Hiro.
"Just fine, Oba-san. Kisa, how do you like eighth grade? Is it hard?" Hiro asked.
"Oh, not at all. But I'm excited. We'll be moving up again soon, since spring is just around the corner. Won't it be fun? And I'll be everyone's senpai!" Kisa laughed.
The phone rang and Kisa's mom went to get it.
"Kisa…" Hiro said softly, leaning closer to her. I can't believe I'm doing this…Hiro thought.
Oh…Kisa thought.
They inched closer and closer to each other. Hiro softly touched the side of Kisa's face. She blushed, and their lips touched.
Cold…soft…Kisa thought, none of her words forming sentences in her mind.
Hiro didn't want to break away from the kiss, but he had to. He sighed.
"Well, it's Sunday." He said.